Creative Writing
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You can’t keep running from yourself. Can’t keep burying your head in someone elses dreams. There’s no escaping the mirrors of your mind, no matter how hard you try. The years come and go. Faces and landscapes, fading into a blurred haze. Money buys new ways to disguise loneliness and guilt, but the pain is… Read more
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“Sickened and howled, streaked and spurned Plucked, lived, compelled and called Closed and swallowed, formed and regained Locked, cursed, glowed and discerned” Read more
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In the heat of a summers evening, my eyes watch a foul-mouthed temptress undress before a burning sun. Resting on the horizon, it boils upon her shoulder something cute. Sucking on a cigarette, I imagine what it would be like to take her amidst a field of grass and flowers. She reeks of wonder and… Read more
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he’s handy with his fists likes to give her a good hiding when she steps out of line he does it ’cause he’s weak and she’s beautiful, like all women are giving birth to the wonders of life, all he gives birth to is an absence of meaning without her, there’s nothing of value to… Read more
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Love drips from her mouth like honey, and she wears a virgin white dress with a lace bra showing beneath. Pulling her close, I imagine what it would be like to run my hands over her breasts. My mouth upon her neck, I’ll taste her flavour and choke on its remedy. Talking to the wind,… Read more
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These nights bring nothing but stillness. Stillness in the leaves, and stillness drifting with the breeze. They ache of loneliness, yet their beauty is glorious. Soft like bedsheets and sand. Numb and confused. Floating through time and memory. My clothes slipping from my tired body, the haze of autumn days calls to me through the… Read more
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wondrous milky bitch she is ready and willing for all i’ve got to give a million dead children shooting over her chest swimming there in pools of lust and lukewarm desire i’ve taken all her secrets stripped her bare and shamed her through the sensation of ecstasy, surging through her veins nothing to hide,… Read more
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liberate yourself by repelling ghosts kick those yesterdays to the curb and throw away the doubt that grinds you down replace it instead with the maddened belief that life is far more than a process of gaining money through repeated tasks we are not monkeys we’re starlovers conscious minds burning brightly in a universe of… Read more
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The days’ are sickly hot, and the women wear as little as possible. Flesh is what they live for, and it’s what they sell. Their sex is power, and they use it to attract the dumb impulses of men. Men who can’t help being human. It’s pitiful, and humorous, in equal amounts. Everywhere you turn,… Read more
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Stormclouds come slowly floating over the town. Strange colours in the sky. Streets plunged into purgatory. My mouth tastes of beer and cigarettes. Rain gently falls. Lovers run to safety, with dogs chasing close behind. Time stands still, if only for a while. Moments, when the terrible rules we abide by, evaporate into thin… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 